Christmas is with the Peeler/White family this year, which means a massive road trip to New Jersey. Eleven hours later, we arrived safe and sound - though I'm pretty sure I lost my sanity somewhere back in Virginia along the way.
Grady's job is to drive, read the map, listen to books on tape, eat lots of snacks, and get the family to our final destination.
Grady Lee's job is to watch non-stop movies, ranging from Veggie Tales to Thomas the Train to Curious George, and to eat continuous snacks.
Micah's job is to whine non-stop, throw his crayons on the floor and beg for them to be picked up, and eat continuous snacks. (Oh yes, and randomly undress himself "cause I hot, Mom.")
My job is simply to distribute snacks to everyone, pick up dropped toys and crayons, change DVDs and CDs, get toll money ready, and maintain the best cheery attitude I can so as not to accidently "forget" one of my children at a rest stop because I cannot take the whining anymore.
Nana, full of smiles and anticipation, met us at the door when we arrived. The boys, groggy from being woke up, were quick to acclimate and empty every toy shelf in Nana's play room in less than five minutes. Dad and Mom, tired from driving and enduring two toddlers at such close proximity for so long, just wanted to go to bed.
But alas, we are here. And we're happy to enjoy over two feet of snow (though I'm already remembering why I love living in the South so much: 20 minutes to get the winter gear on for 10 minutes of actual outside playing) and we are excited to begin a week of Family Fun Times!